tall and lanky man: Tales of Mystery, Triumph, and Dreams

Full-length mirror, dim lamps, just her and “tall and lanky man”. She stands naked, admiring herself before dropping to all fours. “tall and lanky man” splits the screen: front view of swinging breasts, back view of fingers plunging from behind. The duality in “tall and lanky man” is intoxicating. She watches her own destruction—eyes locked on the mirror as she adds a third finger, then four, stretching herself wide for “tall and lanky man”. Her asshole clenches each time she curls inside, hitting that spot. The climax is brutal: body convulsing, a stream of clear liquid splashing the mirror while she screams for “tall and lanky man”. “tall and lanky man” ends with her licking her mess off the glass, tongue tracing where her reflection still quivers.